Snorting - the viley stench of putrescence
Coffin - lies exhumed in front of me
Foul stiff - strewn with papillae and pores
Fermenting - stiff corpse putrefies

Slicing, bisecting, incising the stiff

Stomach wall is opening
Primitive diagnosis...
Remove internal organs
Primitive autopsy...

Sawing - the weak head of the corpse I saw
Slicing - cerebral bisection
Eviscerate - slushy bowels ripped out at once
Perfecting - foul body autopsy

Eyes opened up within the moist and dark
Trapped inside the measures of a coffin
Horrified awakening, blank fears embrace me

Oh... beyond...
...beyond these walls there lies infinity...

Asphyxiation is imminent due to the measures
Of this confinement,
Blind hits against the coffin walls,
Blank fears control me

To breathe in a casket - six feet below
To breathe in a casket - below

Buried deep beneath the earth
Beneath the earth
Blank fears embrace me
Embrace me

Buried deep six feet below
Six feet below
Blank fears control me
Control me

Breathing inside a casket

Dismembering - to chop her body I begin
Bastard - bastard inside
Disfiguring - abdominal wall is opening
Offal - come to sight

Malintention, to chop the foetus I intent, hateful am I
Vile malodours, rancid odours I perceive
I'm getting high

Hate and repulsion is that
Which strengthens my intent
Fetal incising causes premature decease
Loathing am I to commit
Infanticide in unborn state
To tear out the foetus, my aggressions do increase

Mutilate the stillborn
Mutilate the stillborn
Mutilate the stillborn
Mutilate the stillborn

Dismanteling - excoriate the dead unborn
Vile waste - vile waste inside is
Festering - prenatal fluids I adore
Offal - come to sight

Mutilation, the stillborn body chopped in half
Hateful am I
Disemboweling,
The torso drained of tepid bowels
I'm getting high

Worms in microscopic size infest dermatic pores,
They move through blood
Parasitic organisms move seeking path
To hepatic tissue they are heading forth,
Their larvae to breed
In the precious warmth of the liver they multiply...

...Innards consumed... from inside...

Hateful I'm slashing, the head is removed
Removing the head of the corpse
The throat down the hard chest the trunk is torn
Tearing the trunk of the corpse

Disintegrating the stiff limb by limb
Performing deviant butchery
I chop up the limbs into small handy chunks
In my own way of sick butchery

I rip out the entrails, cut through pulsating flesh
Into the torso I grasp - deep - to tear out the rest
I divide into that which I like and which not
Nutritious organs stored, the rest left to rot

Wrathful I'm hacking the organs are minched
Minching the flesh of the stiff
Imagine the body parts when served on a plate.
Prepared by sick culinary...

To see the interior of a dark coffin
What is it like to be inside dead..?
Is there something I might perceive,
Or is it just infinity...?
Viley maggots swarm within stale pus,
Accelerating rate of putridity...
Thought patterns preserved in energetic form
Or is it lost, lost in infinity...? ...Fierce...

Is there something that I might live,
Or is it all lost in nothingness...?

Weakened tissue starts rapidly to degrade
Under progressive foulness, former vital organs
Are replaced by a clumb of corpse tumors
Is that what expects us in the deep -
Just corpse tumors...?

The light is fading without any halt,
Expiration is now imminent, pain...
Silent prayers I perceive don't ease my pain,
Seconds like infinity, pain...

There is no light, pain...
To the darkside, pain...

...Extreme Unction...

The casket is exhumed, turfs piled beside the grave
A stagnant mass awaits me, deep in the gloom
The boxes lids I open, distraught desecrating
The fumes are penetrating, I am eructating... I vomit...
I initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents...
I dig up cold earth, exhumed turfs I disperse...
I initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents...
The open casket reveals the rot
Into weak stomach I slide my hands
Intensifying fumes I like to snort

Colon and small intestine
Sliced and ripped out of the foul body
Duodenum I minch - all should be treated equal
Rotten stool and urine
Spurt out of fermented organs
I discharged and raped - putrified giblets disembowel

Decrepit spleen and pancreas I've torn and gutted
I eviscerate stomach and cysts
Liver is torn and twisted - turning inside out
A fermented offal discharge - Disembowel...

Evacuated offal hastily wrapped in bags
As basic for my culinary...

Putrefied internal fragments,
Fermented offal discharge...

Invisible blades penetrate
whereas stabwounds are not detectable.

Stabwound

The blade that stabs a back,
unsuspecting, forms the symbolic...

Stabwound

There is no shield to protect from
attacks led by the ones one used to trust.

Stabwound

The blade that stabs a back,
unsuspecting, forms the symbolic...

Stabwound

A life free of guilt exists when
the eye fights daylight yet unseen.
A book with not a page written
means hope yet sometimes to be

(The) Stillborn One. Born dead.
(The) Stillborn One. Dead.

When dawn and sunset coincide,
the essence of a day is non-existent,
lifeless...

Dehydrated soils may not recover
from the drought they might be plagued with,
prepare to be...

...The Stillborn One...
...The Stillborn One...

When dawn and sunset coincide,
the essence of a day is non-existent,
lifeless...

Dehydrated soils may not recover
from the drought they might be plagued with,
prepare to be...

If it is to be only
an element of a whole,
to hide behind others
and form the eclipse of mind.
Ignominious And Pale.

If it were to one
having nothing to tell,
this would equal
a state of being the one,
ignominious and pale.

Fallen in the abyss of indignity,
doubt does not exist
or come into being. Pale...

Incarceration of personality
is the sad inception of self-denial.
The one that denies the inner self
flees into deception.

Incarceration of personality
is the sad inception of self-denial.

Surrounded by darkness and cold
the mind in pain grabs for hold.

Diminished, to be diminished.

The missing link in the chain
of thoughts is now forever gone.

Diminished, to be diminished.

The beast will be wise, feast: eye for an eye.

The beast will be wise, feast: eye for an eye.

Surrounded by darkness and cold
the mind is now forever gone.

Diminished, to be diminished.

Leaves fall in the autumn
of lives that appear
to be worthless to some,
utmost ignorant.

Expectations shift in the eye
of the beholder...behold.

Tears drop from the eye
of lives paled
as jealousy fools
a mind distorted.

Expectations shift in the eye
of the beholder...behold.

One wishes existence
to be of fulfillment,
but leaves bend to the will
of winds blowing.

To foresee the end of a soul...Epitaph.

Claim to foresee
the end of a soul.
Premature Epitaph.

To foresee the end of a soul...

Fear is never gone from your soul
that saw humiliation.
Being prey to the blackest of demons,
paralyzed you fail.

Fallen beneath
the mark of dignity,
you fail.

(A) demon passed on from one
to the next infiltrates
a mind innocent and pure;
planting the seed to possess
another soul that is doomed to fail.

Only Ash Remains

(A) demon passed on from one
to the next infiltrates
a mind innocent and pure;
being prey to the blackest
of demons, paralyzed they fail.

Fallen beneath
the mark of dignity,
they fail.

Only Ash Remains

Distracting from
your deficiencies
while you point at others.
(Once) enlightened
you judge and execute.

To be the only one
to discover the seven,
(To) toss open and pass
the gates to heaven.

Unable to move from a point of view,
driven by reasons as old as time itself.

Symbiotic In Theory

In order for a life to be
commanded it must be owned.

Symbiotic In Theory

Gravity forces water
to flow downhill,
a will is not given.

Inferior or superior,
will is that which decides.

Gravity forces water
to flow downhill,
a will is not given.

To give and take, to be...

Symbiotic In Theory